Hot and Chocolatey
Alone,
I sit
and
breath in...
your essence.
Once again,
You've brought
meaning,
understanding,
and a certain...flavor,
to my presence.
I love your...
Hot & Chocolatey, Self!
You're not COMPLETELY,
worthless,
sitting on the
shelf.
but, you have so much
more to offer,
when I hold you!
When I can sip at you,
&
nip at you,
as my hands,
warmly, mold you.
And, with one sweet taste,
I quickly
skip one through eight,
Because, really...
who has the time?
So, I skip one through eight,
and go directly, to
cloud NINE!
Umph, umph, umph!
Yes, Lawd!
I...LOVE...your
Hot
and
Chocolatey,
SELF!
Copyright © Danita Michelle Allen | Year Posted 2014
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